Friday, May 29, 2009

why is it so cold outsideI know its not because of the Jews or because a creepy man is doing something to a child right know.never the less this is uncalled for, where is my motherfucking heat.the flowers in my garden are getting sad, but not me...I just mad.

but in all this I am in my room thinking how cute Louise Françoise de la Baume le Blanc de la Vallière is. If she was real I would let her have her way with me.

Then I go and get milk, or moo water so I can build my bones up for the last battle that is coming any year now. I will raid the leviathan into battle and strike down all that stands against me with the hammer of and jutice.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Its late in the night, or early in the morningand all I can see is that TV in that building a good 50 yards away.I can't see what is playing, and I really don't care.But the fact that I am thinking about it shows that it has meaning to me.It is the fact that it is real, more real than the people I know ofmore real than the air and the treesin fact on real than me.That is why maybe the TV matters to me.Then I turn to see the TV that is in my room, and all is norm again.So is life.